Yaffa Fredrick's European Awakening

Don’t You Forget About Me.

Yes, in the last 10 days I have played Simple Minds’ “Don’t You Forget About Me” on repeat. In part, it is because the one-year anniversary of the death of John Hughes, the director of The Breakfast Club (1985), is just around the corner. His films formed the basis of my adolescent knowledge of the secular world; if it didn’t happen in a Hughes film, well, then it couldn’t possibly happen in some material reality outside of it. And his soundtracks, including the aforementioned song, formed the foundation of my non-Jewish musical education.

The other part to the 1980s musical rendezvous, however, is a direct reflection of the fact this blog is coming to its logical conclusion. It is about to enter the arena of gone, but hopefully not forgotten. Get it? Don’t you forget about the blog. After a wonderfully enriching year abroad, I feel that I can no longer pursue the lyrical prose that has consumed 120+ entries thus far. Of course, after 9 months of electronic intimacy, I also know that there will be a forthcoming blog surrounding themes such as dating, city life, and inevitably, religion (and the food associated with all three).

To cite John Kerr, lead vocalist for Simple Minds, “Won’t you come see about me? I’ll be alone, dancing you know it baby.” Stay tuned for the transformation.